Genshin Impact: I am best at sacrifice, don't cry

Liyue, Valley of Flowers.

Perhaps because no one has taken care of it for many years, the flower valley is overgrown with weeds and has long lost its former beauty.

Nandou stood in the sea of ​​flowers that was mostly occupied by weeds, and sighed: "I didn't expect that there is a flower valley in this world line. It seems that the change of the Dream Demon God is also closely related to the death of the Butterfly Demon God."

The purpose of Nan Dou's trip was very clear, which was to reunite the Dream Demon God with his best friend, the Butterfly Demon God.

Nan Dou did not trace whether the Butterfly Demon God died at the hands of Morax or his death was caused by the intervention of the forces of Liyue Port.

This is a war between demons and gods. Anyone can die in this cruel war. There is no need to show mercy to anyone.

As a member of the Liyue Harbor forces, Nan Dou would naturally weigh the pros and cons, and even emotions, from Liyue Harbor's perspective.

Based on his memory, Nandou walked all the way into the depths of the Flower Valley, where the Butterfly Demon God lived.

As soon as he entered, Nan Dou noticed obvious changes.

Compared with the sea of ​​flowers outside the Flower Valley, this place has obviously been carefully cared for by someone, and not long ago.

The Butterfly Demon's favorite lavender is growing well and is trimmed neatly.

The huge purple flower that was born along with the Butterfly Demon God was left with only its withered roots. Next to it was a tomb that looked like a cenotaph. On the tombstone was written: "Tomb of the dear friend Zi Meng."

Nan Dou was filled with emotion when he thought of the Dream Demon who was willing to voluntarily give the crystal of power to his enemy for the sake of his best friend.

"So your name is Zi Meng. If it weren't for our different positions, we might be friends. I... don't hate flowers either."

A bunch of everlasting lavender made of rock elements appeared in Nan Dou's hand. He bent down and placed it in front of the tomb of the Butterfly Demon.

At this moment, Nan Dou's ears moved slightly. He stood up perfectly and said, "We finally meet, the Demon God of Dreams, or... the Fantasy Dream."

Nan Dou turned around and, as expected, saw the Dream Demon standing more than ten meters away from him.

The Dream Demon's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared straight at the rock flower that Nan Dou had placed in front of the Dream Demon's grave.

"How did you find this place?"

Nan Dou spread his hands and smiled softly: "Of course...it's the guidance of fate!"

The Dream Demon obviously didn't believe Nan Dou's words, even though he was somewhat touched by his act of presenting flowers to the Butterfly Demon just now.

"I will not allow anyone to disturb His slumber, especially... the running dogs of Liyue Harbor."

It seems that the Dream Demon is very dissatisfied with Liyue Harbor.

"Okay, let's go somewhere else."

Nandou took the initiative to spread his wings and left, changing the battlefield to the Flower Valley Plain.

Perhaps the Dream Demon God also had a sad past, but this was not a reason for him to kill Yakshas. No one can hurt others without paying a price.

Since you have chosen this path, you must be prepared to accept retaliation.

The mark of the World Tree between Nan Dou's eyebrows was dim, which was because he did not fully control the holy element, but even so, it was more than enough to deal with the Dream Demon.

The battle between the two began almost instantly. After a hundred years of dedicated practice, Nan Dou's strength had already surpassed many demons. This was the confidence that the second round brought to Nan Dou.

Last time, Nan Dou had the help of five Yakshas to barely withstand a casual attack from the Dream Demon, but now the situation is indeed the opposite.

Such a battle naturally would not last long, and ended with Nan Dou's easy victory.

The Dream Demon God, covered in wounds and extremely weak, fell to the ground, with unwillingness, disbelief and some fear mixed in his eyes.

"I didn't expect...I didn't expect you to be so powerful. I really miscalculated."

"But it doesn't matter. If you kill me, I'll just die. You still have to consider the pollution problem after my death. Hahahaha..."

"It will not happen!"

Nan Dou stood in front of the Dream Demon and shook his finger at him, stopping his laughter abruptly.

"What do you mean?"

Nan Dou did not explain, but just put his hand on Him.

"You'll know right away."

Realizing that something was wrong, the Dream Demon was about to burn out his own life and self-destruct.

"It's useless. Give up struggling."

When the chains of holy elements mixed with soul power slowly wrapped around the Dream Demon, the Dream Demon had already lost the right to choose death.

From Ouya, Nandou learned the third way to obtain power, which was to seal the defenseless enemy with holy element chains and forcibly deprive him of his power.

The chains gradually turned from pure white to pink, and the power of the Dream Demon was disappearing step by step. Soon, Nan Dou waved his hand and took back all the chains.

Facing the Dream Demon God who was full of disbelief, Nan Dou ended his life without any pain.

The chain wrapped around Nan Dou's body and gradually turned into a pink crystal, the crystallization of the power of dreams.

From then on, the Dream Demon who brought endless pain to the Yakshas in this life died.

Nan Dou once again gifted the power of dreams to Jin Peng, and helped Liyue Port quickly end the Demon War, allowing many immortals and humans to survive, and purifying the influence of the Demon's legacy.

The Battle of Kanrea, Stonehenge.

Looking at the densely packed Kanriya monsters, Nan Dou slapped out with one palm, and the river-like holy elements swept away the enemies that brought death and despair to the Qianyan Army like flushing a toilet.

After doing all this, Nan Dou landed on the ground and walked to Fushe, who was covered in wounds.

"Brother Fushe, I'm late."

Fushe patted Nandou's shoulder with a smile on his face: "No, you came just in time!"

The life of Yasha Nandou ended here.